Chapter 77 There Must Be Something Hateful about Poor People

An hour later, Liu Mang called me and I picked up the video. My mood and face were much better than before.

"That stepmother of yours is too fucking inhuman. You don't even know what happened to your father!" Liu Mang spat as he spoke. "A good home. Maggots are starting to grow inside and outside. Your father's bed... Disgusts me. I just asked the neighbors that your stepmother hasn't come back for a long time. They didn't even know that your father was still lying in the house."

The image that Liu Mang described came to my mind, and my scalp went numb. How could anyone do such a thing?!

"What about my dad? He can't move?"

"I was just about to tell you about it. Your dad's paralyzed. I don't know what's going on with him. I got his bed out. That smell... I said Chen Qing, aren't you coming back after this mess?"

I swallowed and wished I could cut that woman Yang Meng into pieces. "I don't care who you look for, clean up my dad's house and ask someone to take care of his daily life. I'll pay for it."

"Look at my errand money..."

"I'll give you two thousand more when I get this done in two days."

"Okay, then I won't disturb you. Rest early. I'll take care of everything here. I'll keep you satisfied!" Liu Mang's voice was full of flattery.

Hanging up the video, my heart was mixed, not as uncomfortable as it was at first, but it was very complicated.

When my mother was still alive, my father was not that bad to us. Like other people's fathers, he was not good at words. Although he didn't care much about words, he earned a lot of money for us.

After my mother passed away, he suddenly brought back a woman. It all seemed to have changed. The stepmother beat us and scolded us. He didn't care. Sometimes he helped the stepmother. My sister and I hated my father from then on.

After all these years, I didn't have much of a grudge left. After all, he was my father, and hearing how miserable he was, I really couldn't bear to ignore him.

I stayed here for two days, and in two days, Liu Mang was busy on the other side. I looked at him on the other side. He was not capable of anything else, and he was quite quick to find someone to work. He found a nanny to clean up the inside and outside, and helped my father take a bath, and changed the furniture again.

Two days later, Liu Mang came back.

"The nanny's salary is two thousand and five thousand a month. I paid her one month in advance. Look at the furniture you bought. I didn't tamper with it. It's five thousand in total. My return ticket and my payment, you see..." Liu Mang settled the bill with me.

I didn't hesitate. I prepared all the cash. "I promised to give you 4,000, 200 tickets to erase it. It's okay with you. I've called you 10,000 these two days. It's spent 7,500 over there. It's 8,000. You have 2,000 left. I'll give you 2,000 more."

He chuckled and took the money from me. "Chen Qing, I didn't expect you to be so generous right now. You don't care about anything."

"It sounds like my family's money printing factory. Didn't I earn this money by working every day?" I glared at him. "Are the people you're looking for on the nanny's side reliable?"

"It's quite reliable. I think the most unreliable one is your stepmother. If she knew that you were so good at cleaning up your father, she would definitely come back and ask for money from you. If you don't pay, she would abuse your father. What do I think you should do?"

It's not that I haven't considered what Liu Mang said, but I haven't figured out how to solve it yet.

"Liu Mang, are you going back to your hometown?"

"I haven't decided yet. Why, do you want me to watch over your stepmother for you? Then I have to work. It's hard to squat in front of your house every day." Liu Mang set up the score.

A sneer rose from the corner of my mouth. "I don't want to look for a security guard like you. What I want to say is that if you go back to your hometown, you should pay attention to our family. If you don't go back, then forget it. I can do this. I have done my best."

"Indeed, I've heard a lot from your neighbors these past two days about your family. It's not easy for you to do this to your father. If you were my father, I wouldn't have even bothered to look at you. If I had known about these things, I wouldn't have bullied you so much."

"What, are you going to repent?" I chuckled. "You helped he xia bully me and Ning Jing, and she only got into a bad school. You almost ruined her, you know?"

Liu Mang waved his hand. "She deserved it. Do you think she didn't do this to he xia? She ruined he xia's painting, which caused her to fail her first year of college entrance examination, and then she was forced to work."

Why didn't I know that? Seeing me frown, Liu Mang smiled. "You treat her like a best friend. She only uses you as a shield. She's so touched."

I ignored him and didn't want to get involved with him anymore. My journey to the south had been delayed for two days, so I couldn't delay any longer.

That night, I drove on the road and said goodbye to Liu Mang.

The road on the highway was a little dark, and the late night traffic made me nervous. When I thought of what Liu Mang said, my back went cold. I always thought of Ning Jing as my best sister, and I was grateful to her, but I didn't think she had so much to hide from me.

She told me that some people were jealous that she was good at drawing, and asked me to accompany her during the art exam. I helped her block the bad girls I thought she was, but she didn't tell me that she had damaged the painting.

I was trapped in an alley with a gangster to get back at her. Luckily, she had a conscience to save me, but I didn't abandon her either. Over the years, I helped her a lot. Jiang Miao was right. I owed her enough.

Looking at the dark road ahead, I felt uncertain. I had lived for more than 20 years without friends, confidants, relatives, or anything.

What a pity.

If I really settled down to live alone, if I fell ill and fainted one day, would I still be lying there when I woke up, or if I died one day, would the body stink and no one find it?

Before I knew it, tears streamed down my face.

Late at night, I parked my car in the service area and slept in it alone.

I dreamt of Fu Jing. He was sitting next to me. He told me to put my head on his lap so that I could sleep better. He also said he wanted to forget about the past and marry me.

Everything was fine in my dream. I was lying on his leg and his blurry face was right in front of me, comforting my lonely heart. If I had him by my side, I would not be afraid of anything.

But this is a dream after all. You can't be too greedy about dreams.

"Fu Jing, I'm going to wake up soon. Can you stay a little longer?" I raised my hand and stroked Fu Jing's face. It was warm and real.

"Okay, I'm not leaving." He took my hand, and that was when I woke up.